Jason
You stare at me as I
comfort the baby.
He's born when the Heaven is rejoicing.
He's perplexed to see his parents
whom he takes as strangers.
Yes ,you are our creation.
An identity of our LOVE.
A ray of hope in adversities.
We call you our JASON.
Your selfless cries
rejuvinates our lost glory.
It rekindles our innocence.
A Renaissance of our souls.
We become more determined
to further our MISSION.
We vow to live for you.
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